Emmerson shook off his surprise and hastened his steps towards Charlotte. She couldn’t put enough weight on her leg to stand, and her knee flared with pain as she tried to scramble away from him and the knife. He was standing over her when Liam, Greg, and Kennedy barreled down the stairs. Despite the situation she was in and the pain in her knee, Charlotte couldn’t help the small smile that graced her lips when she saw her mate, her brother, and her father.
“Get the f**k away from my mate, Emmerson,” Liam seethed when both of his feet hit the concrete floor.
As Liam and the others stepped forward, Emmerson grabbed Charlotte’s hair and used his grip on her head to tug her up and towards him. She unwillingly let out a whimper of pain as her leg was dragged against the concrete floor, the
